Unusual Love Story With My Maid Simran
lockdown sex, missionary, widow

This unusual love story happened recently during the lockdown. I live with my parents in a detached home. Just after the strict lockdown was lifted, we hired a maid to do daily chores. Her name was Simran. She was a 46-year-old brown-skinned, chubby woman. She was not sexually attractive. I did not care about her as I was occasionally getting sex from a neighborhood aunty. Simran started working at our home, and she would spend more time near me. I figured out that she was into me. She would hold my hands accidentally or come close and touch my crotch accidentally. One day, my mom caught her excessively touching me. My mom looked angrily at Simran, and Simran went to my mom to explain her side. My mom was very angry at her. She took Simran to her room to give her a scolding. They were in there for more than an hour. Meanwhile, I got a call from my lady love. She called me to her home. When I went there, we first had sex. Then she told me that she had to move to Dubai to stay with her husband. In a way, that was my breakup sex. I was disappointed that my only source of sex was leaving me. On reaching home, my mom said that she was going out for an hour or two. As soon as she left, I went to the living room and started watching a movie. Simran came to me and asked if she could join. I thought she would sit on the floor. But she sat right beside me with her arm over me. Slowly, slowly she was getting too close to me. I could not handle it any longer, and I was getting a hard-on. I turned my face towards Simran, and I saw that she was ready to kiss me. We shared our first kiss, and my mom entered home. I thought she would be angry at us. But instead, she gladly said, “I did not know you would take so many days to bed my son, Simran.” Simran laughed and said, “We have not slept together yet.” I said, “Can someone explain what’s going on?” My mom replied, “Beta, Simran’s husband, who was a rickshaw driver, met with an accident 7 years back. She has not had sex since then. She was in love with you the day she came here for an interview. Simran asked me if she could have sex with you once.” Mom, “I got carried away by her pitiful sex life and gave her unlimited access to sleep with you. She was in love with you from day 1, but you never picked up the hints. Now take this pack of condoms and make some love!” My mom handed me a pack of condoms and asked me to sleep with our maid. Unbelievable but true. Simran took me to my room and latched the door. She was wearing a pink saree, which she removed quickly and also removed my clothes. She untied her hair, which was tied in a bun, and started kissing me. She had a very dominating nature in the bedroom. She was removing her 7 years of no sex frustration on me. After some hugging and kissing, she pounced on me and started riding on my 5-inch dick. She was a chubby woman with saggy boobs. Her hair was wavy, and it felt like an angel was riding on my dick. After having sex, we continued onto the shower, where we had a bath together. We dressed up and came out of the room. My mom was giving me a wicked smile. Simran left for the day after giving me a kiss. My mom said, “Beta, think of yourself as Simran’s husband’s replacement. God has sent you to satisfy her in a way her husband could not.” Me: But mom, she is our maid. Mom: So what? Stop being classist. I have given her permission to sleep with you every day, and she will! Even the maid has needs. Me: I respect her for working at our place, but she is much elder to me… Mom: Should I show you your porn history? If you continue arguing with me, I will make you sleep with Simran’s sisters. Me: Ok, I am going to sleep. I went to sleep that night thinking about how my mom could let me be physically involved with our maid. The following few days continued with the same routine. I would go to work early in the morning and come back by 3. Simran would come home at 10 and complete all her chores by that time. Then she would have sex with me for about half an hour, and we would take a shower together. Simran would continue with her work while I slept. Sometimes when Simran is too horny, and my father is not at home, we would have sex another time at 8 after dinner before she left the house. This became too monotonous. One day while having sex, Simran said, “Darling, my aunt has come from the village. She is 62 years old and a widow for the past 15 years. When I told her about you, she got too excited. She wants to meet you and get sexually active again. Can I bring her here tomorrow?” I replied, “Simran, why don’t you ask my mom like you asked last time?” “She is ok with whoever I bring. I thought I should ask you before bringing.” I had no other option but to say yes as my dick was in her mouth. The next day, Simran brought her 15-year sex-starved aunt to our home. As soon as I reach my home from the office, my mom greeted me. She said, “Son, enjoy your sex with that old lady.” Simran kissed me and took me to my room. Her aunt was sitting on my bed. Simran left the room, and I latched the door. Her aunt had black dyed hair. She was wearing a blue saree, which she removed as soon as I latched the door. Her hair was tied in a ponytail, which she opened. She had long silky hair. She was wearing specs which made her look old. She said, “Beta, I am Madhuri, Simran’s aunt. She said that you are magic in bed. Show me your magic.” I removed Madhuri’s blouse and made her naked. I also removed my clothes, and we started hugging each other. We kissed, and I started sucking her vagina. It was very loose and hairy. Madhuri laid on the bed while I fucked her in missionary. She came in 15 minutes. All this while she was screaming at the top of her voice. I cummed on her face, and we had a shower together. We dressed up and came outside my room. Simran was very happy that I slept with her aunt. Her aunt gave me Rs. 500 and left. I thought it was good earning Rs. 500 in 30 minutes by fucking. I would be a millionaire if I charged Simran. Simran said, “Thank you so much, darling. I love you so much.” My mom, who was standing there, said, “If Simran was any younger, I would have got you two married.” The same usual routine continued for the next few days. I started getting bored of Simran. But she would not let go of a day without fucking me. That’s when I started shouting, “Stop it, Simran. We are not married…” and Simran replied, “Bhaiya, utho, Bhaiya, utho.” I opened my eyes and realized that all of it was a dream, a wet dream. My mom and Simran were standing beside me. They could clearly see that I had dirtied my pants with cum. Simran put her finger inside my pants and licked my cum. She looked at my mom and said, “This is my time, bhabhiji.” My mom closed the door and left the room, leaving us alone. If you have any suggestions, please write at [email protected]. You can also read my other stories here.